Chapter 346 Paradise

The place where Roger is located is a manor called "Paradise". It is located on the east side of Violet Harbour, facing Pier 3 far away. The paradise is separated from the outside world by walls made of earth and rocks, surrounded by sentry towers, guarded by guards throughout the day. In addition to a three-story main building, the paradise also has facilities such as dungeons, slave sheds, guard dormitories, and training grounds.

This place is called Paradise, but in fact, it is a hell for slaves. Every day, slaves receive various training here. Roger has a group of people who specialize in training slaves. They use various methods to train slaves to be submissive, and then transport them to other places for sale.

Of course, ordinary slaves cannot enter Paradise. Only female slaves and war slaves have this kind of "preferential treatment".

It was noon, and as the weather got hotter, the big fireball that day became more and more vicious. The sea breeze with a faint fishy smell blows from the direction of the strait, making the guards hiding in the shade of the sentry tower drowsy.

A dark-skinned guard with three layers of fat on his stomach yawned, and lit a cigarette listlessly and started to smoke. The colleague next to him laughed and scolded: "Fatty man, what woman's belly did you spend the night in last night? Looking at you like this, you must have been squeezed out."

The fat man chuckled and said, "Don't tell me, those women on the pier are so flirtatious. I did three jobs last night, and I almost died of exhaustion."

There are naturally women engaged in special industries in Violet Harbor, and these people are also divided into different classes. Among these women, the women on the pier are the cheapest. As long as they have money, they can make beds on the floor. Of course, those who patronize them are low-level guards like the fat man in front of them, or people who work in low-paying jobs.

Anyone with a little money in their pockets is not willing to patronize that kind of woman. Because they are very dirty, there are several kinds of dirty diseases on their bodies.

The fat man's colleague immediately frowned and said: "You dare to touch the women there, fat man, be careful your words will be useless in the future."

"Go away, don't curse me, Fatty, I'm fine."

The two scolded each other a few words, and something flickered in the corner of Fatty's eye. It was so bright it hurt his eyes. He squinted his eyes and saw that under the bright sun, someone was walking towards the paradise. It was a silver-haired boy, with flowing silver-grey hair reflecting the sun, like flying flames.

The fat man frowned, the boy was a stranger, he didn't know what he was doing in the paradise. He threw away the low-quality cigarettes, stepped the cigarette butts into the sand with his bare feet, and walked up with the rifle: "Hey, kid. This is a private place, leave quickly."

The boy showed a bright smile and said, "I'm here to find Mr. Roger."

"Are you looking for Mr. Roger?" The fat man laughed and said, "Do you have an appointment? If not,

Bring the famous post and add 5 gold coins. I guarantee it will be on Mister Roger's desk as quickly as possible. "

"I don't have an appointment, but I have brought a name card. However, I probably have to send this name card myself to leave a deep impression on Mr. Roger." The boy took a black iron long man from his back. Box, leaned on the ground and said with a smile.

Another guard also came over, stood with the fat man and said, "Don't make trouble if you don't have a post, the fat man is in a good mood today and didn't bother with you. Otherwise, you have to watch out for your ass/eye."

"Who said I don't have a post, look, it does." The boy patted the black box, and the box slid open sideways. What slid out was a rough black knife, he pulled out the knife and shook it.

The two guards finally knew that the boy was here to cause trouble, the fat man grinned and said, "You're courting death!"

He raised his rifle, intending to explode the boy's head. However, as soon as he moved his hand, a black tide rushed towards his face. Fatty suddenly felt that he was so clumsy, the rifle that he usually raised with one stroke was slowly lifted like a snail at this moment. However, the black tide in front of him was coming fiercely. When it first came, it was just a black wave, but in an instant, it turned into a monstrous sea wall!

The fat man only felt that his soul would be submerged in the black waves that reached heaven and earth, and he didn't even have time to release the scream in his mouth. The picture in sight was divided into two, with an abyss-like darkness lying in the middle.

The guard standing next to him sat down on the ground, staring blankly at the fat man whose head was almost split open with a knife, fell at his feet. The fat man's corpse still had his eyes wide open, and red and white fluid continued to flow out of the split head in the middle. The guard wanted to cry, but in the end it turned into hysterical crying.

Allen walked into the gate of the paradise with Qianjun in his arms. The fat man died too quickly, and the shot was never fired. The people in the paradise still don't know what happened at the gate. It wasn't until Allen walked for a while that a group of guards passed by talking and laughing. Suddenly seeing the bloody heavy knife in Allen's hand, he yelled and raised his gun to fire.

After Alan flashed to a slave shack next to him, the guard's bullets hit the wall in vain. After a round of shooting, they copied their guns and ran to the back of the wall. Suddenly Allen flashed out, and the heavy knife swept out with a dignified black light. Suddenly there was a sharp whistling sound, the point of the knife pointed, the air wave emptied, and the dust and smoke raised were like wings. On the wingtips, there were several human bodies lifted by the blade wind, all of them were twisted, and they died before landing.

Looking up, another guard ran over from the guard's dormitory in front. An engraving suddenly appeared on Allen's forehead, and the heavy knife was immediately engulfed by the fire dragon. He stabbed the ground with his knife, and immediately three light red lights flashed a dozen meters away in front of him.

The rushing guards didn't notice the changes on the ground. When they stepped into the red light area, amidst the rumbling sound, three thick/black fire dragons rushed up from the ground, blowing up the guards beyond recognition. Even the impacting airflow knocked the guards behind him backwards and forwards.

Allen smiled slightly, brushed past the remaining flames of "Raging Flames", and slammed into the bewildered guards behind him. Pointing at the heavy knife, the body fell, and no one could stop his knife.

"What happened?"

In a luxuriously decorated bedroom, Roger jumped up from the big soft bed. He was tall and thin, with dark gray hair and a dour look with a goatee. In the dimly lit bedroom, Roger's eyes shone like coyotes with pale blue fluorescents. He rushed to the window and opened the gauze curtain, just in time to see a ball of flames explode on the training ground in front of the main building.

There were small explosions appearing on the training ground again and again, and the fire mass of the explosion left a straight trajectory in the field, and that trajectory pointed directly to the main building, which made Roger feel very uncomfortable. Roger couldn't help shouting: "Jeraph, why don't you hurry up and see, which bastard dares to destroy my paradise like this!"

"Yes, my lord." A deep voice responded from outside the door.

The heavy knife pulled out a banner-like black tide, and sent several guards flying, leaving the road leading to the main building empty. Alan slanted the knife on his shoulder and scanned the audience. Most of the forty or fifty guards in Roger's paradise lay down, and those who were still standing only dared to point their guns at Alan from a distance, but no one was there. Dare to shoot easily, for fear of provoking this evil star.

At this time, a person walked out of the gate of the main building. Seeing that man, the guards were obviously relieved. Allen looked at him. This man in his thirties was wearing clothes dyed with bright flowers, a straw hat, and dragging an unusually slender sword in his hand. This sword is almost as tall as others, and the handle is 30 centimeters long, so it can be grasped with both hands.

The style is a bit like a two-handed giant sword, but the blade is slender like a one-handed sword, and the edge of the sword is slightly curved, not straight like an ordinary long sword.

This should be a specially made sword. Since he can use a special weapon, he must have a profound attainment in this sword.

When the fancy-dressed man saw Alan, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes gradually became sharper: "This is a private place, your Excellency broke in without authorization, I'm afraid I can't get out completely."

"I don't think so. In the end, I'm just here to visit Mr. Roger. It's just that Mr. Roger has to make an appointment and submit a name card. It's a waste of time. I can only use this knife as a post to hand it in. I think I will have a good chat with Mr. Roger." Allen said with a bright smile.

The man nodded: "I'm Mr. Roger's personal guard, Geralf. If you want to see Mr. Roger, you have to ask me first!"

With the soles of his feet on the ground, Geraf rushed forward with his sword drawn. The long sword dragged a trail of dust and smoke on the sand, but it was also full of momentum. Allen put away his smile, pointed the heavy knife forward slightly, and kept making small adjustments to the blade, so Geraf found that no matter how he adjusted the angle of the charge, Allen's knife aura always enveloped him, and he was secretly startled.

In a blink of an eye, Jeraf had already approached, and when he was about two meters away from Allen, his toes pressed into the sand. Geralf's body stopped suddenly, and after a moment of movement and stillness, a wave of air was generated out of thin air, blowing Alan's hair straight. The sword that was dragging behind bounced up, centered on Jeraff's body, and pulled out a semicircular cold light across Allen's waist.

Alan's heavy sword struck vertically, and amidst the loud clashing sound, sparks splashed everywhere where the swords collided. Allen held the opponent's long sword, leaned forward, and pushed the heavy knife all the way, sparking a series of sparks on Jeraf's long sword. Just as he was about to crash into Geraf's arms, Qian Jun's blade was stained with a bright red luster. The heavy knife bounced, cut out, and pulled out a dark red sword light straight to Jeraff's face.

Such a dangerous blow had never been seen in Geraph's life. At the end of the thousand days, a demonic roar sounded in Geralf's ears, and even the surrounding air suddenly filled with a strong smell of blood, as if he was on a tragic battlefield in an instant, and Geralph's heart beat heavily. He suddenly knew that the young man in front of him turned out to be a sword master who had sensed the sword intent.

With a sharp whistle, he regarded the heavy knife as nothing. The long sword slashed at Allen's neck, but it was a lose-lose style of play!

(My daughter-in-law went to the hospital for an examination today. If everything goes well, a new family member will be added in August this year, hehe~~)

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